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head I'm thinking everything I did was stupid
But I ain't pussy, fuck allat talking let's get to it
Apologies ain't gone do anybody justice
I shouldn't

on the couch
Now the boy running wild
Smoking trees by the pound
Dropping this heat
When you talking to me
And you ask for a feat
Every verse is a thou
Sand In

ain't talking Snoopy D O double G
I'm so high up in the word make the scriptures go together in a song
All I want is for the world to get along
Now let's

was talking wit the homie and he going through it 
I Told him that ain’t real love if they gone put you through it 
And Just remember if you family you

had nothing to lose 

So I just put it in music like I tatted a bruise 


I want that 90s r and b shit 

Niggas said I wouldn't be shit 

Only time I

You can act like you don't know who I'm talking bout but ya know
If I catch you in the hood pick you up by the throat 
Send a letter to ya folks says

shit
Full throttle maneuver the whip
Skirt off and I hop in a jet

Well what do you know bout inclusion
Brodie you talking real stupid
All that bullshit

Tryna keep the EUG look like LBC
And I ain't talking bout dice
Momma said I'm gonna kill myself by the way that I drive
So until my doors like the 15 me

i play

You thinking that i wanna make my music On my own
Don't be confused, my God is with me, i'm never alone
Still talking thinking that ima live

How I Met My Ex

Dave

Game Over

2017

Too excited, no clue on what I should do excited
So I'm just typing, rambling like a fool, excited

Look
Look
And we were talking for hours over

talking bout how this kid from Australia did it
Lately I'm tryna escape it's like This place is a prison
The chains have been slipping I swear you couldn't

Yea. Story time homie.

A lil knucklehead. Fightin' til his knuckles bled/
Influenced by surenos. He had no love for red/
Had to be tough and rep

Diving in a bowl of water, fill my cup to the brim

Lit vibes, get kinda smoky with K-Mac and the kid
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, music blend, get em rowdy

and just thrown out
Of your house by an angry
Spousе that caught you cheating
Got you feeding all on the bus
Get on thе bus and try to get puss
It’s not me,

talking, stop walking, stop thinking and stop blinking

Just stand still and listen to my voice
I got something to say if I may
Order is entrapment

like a thumbtack
Surrounded by angels, front and the back
I wanna be so deep in God's word
It look like my hand and the bible's attached
If temptation

with a cross by my bed?
Payback
Take that, chorus, I'll never take back
And I stay strapped, shots find your head
I'll kill a nigga with a 16
I don't

say oo shit, how we do this
Shit's abusive
Black and blue contusion 'bout his music
Wysh produced it stupid, that should prove it
Substitute them fools

music
Uh
Shiv sittin
On my lap reminding me
Of how yo bitch did it
Tell em pull they shit together
Like they Jim' rigging
I spin shit right off the jump

that I've changed
But really too much of me know that I stay the same
Wasn't focused on outcome with this whole album
I tried so hard to find my peace by

just wanna lay in my bed
Like 83HADES or maybe Dababy, I just wanna get me some bread
I been feeling misled, won't let it get to my head
I'd rather be

dance to Sublime
Had a little smoke for we had a little bump grind
Not a care what's playing fuck the news only post crime
Wanna talk bout music maybe one

to put me first because I do it last
I need a queen who independent and she got a craft
That brain good like I teach her, I ain’t talking class
I’m from

but now their streets I'm driving past
My dusty Buick
Emotions they made me do it
I was sitting thinking all by myself on how do I cool it
I hope that I